Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guyana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Shoche to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Gastr Del Sol,
Todd Terry,
MC5,
Boogie Down Productions,
Althea and Donna,
Toni Rubio,
The Red Krayola,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cameo,
John Lydon,
Adolescents,
Lyres,
Alice Coltrane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soft Machine,
The Motions,
Suburban Knight,
Rufus Thomas,
X-Ray Spex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Doors,
Minnie Riperton,
KRS-One,
Gang of Four,
Depeche Mode,
Spandau Ballet,
Agent Orange,
The Tremeloes,
The Fuzztones,
F. McDonald,
Icehouse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aswad,
Fluxion,
Lungfish,
L. Decosne,
The Busters,
Chris & Cosey,
Kaleidoscope,
The Toasters,
The Cure,
Talk Talk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gap Band,
OOIOO,
Scott Walker,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Desert Stars,
Model 500,
The Monks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Monolake,
Scrapy,
Y Pants,
Spoonie Gee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Circle Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nick Fraelich,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.